830: Uncle Yao, this way please!

That stinging pain... that familiar feeling that made his Soul tremble... it was the Heart Sword brand that fiend god had planted in his Primordial Spirit! It had been triggered!

There was only one possibility—Yao Delong! His mysterious, powerful, and ruthless master had entered the vicinity of Fengdu City! And he was currently approaching him!

"Get out! Everyone get out! Right now! Immediately!" Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Old Black Mu suddenly leaped from his throne, letting out a hysterical roar at the dancers and musicians below who were frightened silly by him!

The beautiful dancers and musicians were scared until their Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, scrambling to flee the main hall and leaving a mess all over the floor.

How could Old Black Mu have the heart to care about such things? He didn't even bother to wipe the wine stains off his clothes. His figure transformed into a streak of black light, rushing out of the City Lord's Manor's main hall at what was almost the fastest speed of his life!

He didn't choose to wait inside the manor; instead, he went directly outside the tall and solemn main gate of the City Lord's Manor!

The dignified Acting Hall Master of the Nine Nether Sect's Law Enforcement Hall and the newly appointed City Lord of Fengdu City now stood ramrod straight and incredibly abruptly on the stone steps in front of the City Lord's Manor's gate, like a primary school student who had made a mistake and was waiting for a teacher's lecture, or like a loyal old servant!

He didn't dare to scan around with his Divine Sense, fearing he might displease that Fiend Star. He could only gaze expectantly in the direction Yao Delong might appear, his heart thumping with anxiety.

This was quite a hardship for the guards on duty at the gate!

They watched their City Lord in stunned silence. He had just been drinking and making merry inside, only to suddenly rush out like a madman and stand there acting as a "human gatepost"?!

On the City Lord's face, was that... terror? And... fawning? This expression was too complex!

Several guards looked at each other, exchanging frantic looks:

[What's the situation?]

[I don't know!]

[Who is the City Lord... waiting for?]

[Looking at this posture... how terrifying must the identity of the person coming be?]

[Should we... ask?]

[Ask my ass! Do you want to die? Didn't you see that the City Lord is so nervous he doesn't dare to move?]

The group was as quiet as cicadas in winter, standing straighter and more rigid than usual, even deliberately slowing their breathing. Only one thought remained in their minds: 'What kind of terrifying figure could make the City Lord lose his composure and wait so humbly?!' The atmosphere around the City Lord's Manor's gate instantly became eerie and heavy.

Meanwhile, just two streets away from the City Lord's Manor, Yao Delong stood helplessly in front of a stall selling "Yin Fiend Stone Carvings."

The stall was filled with various ghosts, skeletons, and ferocious Demonic Beasts carved from the black stone unique to lands of Yin Fiend. Their shapes were exaggerated and twisted, exuding an eerie and sinister sense of "ugly-cute."

"Big brother! Look at this little ghost, its mouth is open so wide, and it's missing a front tooth! Hahaha, so silly!" Qiong Shuang's ice-blue eyes sparkled with excitement. She held half a skewer of unfinished Ice Crystal Candy in one hand, while the other pointed at a stone carving of a ghost face with a crooked, grinning mouth, laughing until she was doubled over.

She was completely immersed in the joy of "discovering novel and ugly things," as if the incident where she was lured away for half an hour by the "Nether Candied Hawthorns" emitting a strange fragrance at a street corner, or her lingering at a stall for "Ghost Face Lanterns" that could glow, had never happened.

Looking at the enthusiastic Qiong Shuang, who had no interest in going to the City Lord's Manor, Yao Delong felt his temples throbbing slightly.

'A half-hour walk... she actually managed to turn it into nearly half a day!' This Ice Flood Dragon's stamina for shopping was even more terrifying than her true form! Moreover, she seemed to have an extraordinary appreciation for those things that were thick with Yin Qi and which normal people would avoid at all costs... Finally, just as Old Black Mu was waiting with bated breath and felt his legs were about to go numb, two figures he had been dreaming of slowly appeared at the end of the long street in front of the City Lord's Manor!

Old Black Mu's spirit suddenly jolted. He almost bulged his eyes as he stared fixedly at the newcomers!

Beside him was a stunning woman dressed in a plain white dress with snow-white hair fluttering and her face covered by a thin veil. Her entire body exuded wisps of pure icy coldness, and the faint fluctuations of Demonic Power were so powerful they made even him feel alarmed! At this moment, she was holding a skewer of some unknown, glimmering "sugar-coated treat," nibbling it bit by bit, her face overflowing with simple satisfaction.

'This girl... looks a bit familiar?' Old Black Mu searched his memory desperately. 'The great battle at Myriad Flower Spring Outing Valley last time... the one who followed the master... was that Ice Flood Dragon?! Hiss—! That's right! It's her! A Ninth-tier Peak Heavenly Flood Dragon?! This... she loves to eat this much?!' He felt his understanding of things take a small hit.

But when his gaze, like a scan, moved to the ordinary-looking, steady-as-an-abyss middle-aged man in green robes beside her—

Buzz!

Deep within his Sea of Consciousness, that Heart Sword brand, which was like a maggot on a bone and controlled his life and death, suddenly trembled violently! A sense of fear and submission originating from his Soul's instinct instantly drowned out all his thoughts!

It was him! Absolutely no mistake! This was his Fiend Star master—Yao Delong!

As if struck by lightning, Old Black Mu's body reacted faster than his brain. His waist bent instantly, and his face was piled with the most sincere and respectful fawning smile of his life as he rushed forward to greet them!

"Mas—" The word "Master" almost escaped his lips, but his strong survival instinct made him swallow the second syllable!

'Idiot! This is the gate of the City Lord's Manor! There are many eyes and ears here!' Old Black Mu roared inwardly. 'If I expose Master's identity, I'll be the first one to lose my life!'

His mind whirled. His gaze swept over Yao Delong's ordinary middle-aged appearance, and a sudden inspiration struck. The smile on his face remained unchanged, but his tone carried twelve-tenths of warmth and respect:

"Oh! Uncle Yao! Why did you personally come, elder! If you had said something beforehand, I, Xiao Hei, could have gone to the city gate to pick you up! This journey must have been tiring, right? Quick, quick, quick, please come inside!"

The shout of "Uncle Yao" was filled with genuine emotion, as if Yao Delong really were his long-lost, blood-related elder! How would he dare call this Fiend Star his brother? He had seen with his own eyes how this lord, while at the Soul Transformation Stage, could scheme to death a Senior Martial Uncle at Void Refining Perfection! And now?

He secretly tried to sense him, but only felt that Yao Delong's aura was like the vast starry sky, bottomless! His own Void Refinement Early-stage Peak was simply like a firefly compared to the bright moon under the other's calm gaze, pitifully small!

Looking at Old Black Mu's performance, which rivaled a face-changing master, and the perfectly timed address of "Uncle Yao," Yao Delong nodded slightly in his heart. This Old Black's mind turned quite fast; he was someone who knew how to handle things.

He nodded slightly, his tone flat but with a trace of hard-to-detect approval: "Mhm, you've worked hard, Xiao Hei. Let's go inside and talk."

The address "Xiao Hei" made Old Black Mu's heart blossom with joy, and his bones felt two ounces lighter! This meant the master approved of his response!

"Aye! Uncle Yao, this way please! Watch the steps!" Old Black Mu hurriedly stepped aside to lead the way, his posture more humble and attentive than the most competent butler.